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Oh My Blog Award!

So to start with I would like to thank Aylilth for thinking of me and passing it on to me!
Ok now here are the rules.

1. Get really excited that you got the coolest award EVER!

2. Choose ONE of the following options of accepting the OMB award:

(a) Get really drunk and blog for 15 minutes straight, or for as long as you can focus.

(b) Write about your most embarrassing moment.

(c) Write a “Soundtrack of your childhood” post.

(d) Make your next blog a ‘vlog’/video blog. Basically, you’re talking to the camera about whatever.

(e) Take a picture of yourself first thing in the morning, before you do anything else (hair, makeup, etc) and post it.

3. Pass this award onto at least 3, but preferably more, awesome bloggers as yourself. Don’t forget to tell them.


1 - DONE!  Of course I'm really excited!!  WOOHOO!!
2 - well, I don't drink so (a) is out...(c) I dont' quite understand...(d) I don't have a camera to do a vlog and (e) I can barely operate my lungs in the morning - trying to add a camera to that might end up in disaster
so (b) Write about your most embarassing moment it is!
when I was a teenager, I was curious about different religions.  So, with my mom's blessing, I would spend Sundays visiting different churches.  Randomly more or less, I was just searching. 
There was a church near our house that I had been to a couple of time - I don't recall the denomination anymore.  But I liked it - I liked how the services went and the messages.  And one Sunday the pastor announced that there was a ceremony that day for people who wants to 'join' the church. 
Well, I felt like he was speaking to me and was kind of excited - so as people started to filter up to the front, I went up too.  My mind was made up - I wanted to be a "member"! 
As I was standing up there - in front of a large crowd, feeling joyous about joining, someone came up behind me and quietly informed me that this wasn't a random ceremony - that you had to take classes and such to go through this ceremony.  I nearly died.  I had to - in front of everyone and feeling deflated, slink back to my seat.  My sense of "belonging" swung 180 degrees and suddenly I didn't just want out of there, I wanted GONE.  I had to sit there feeling all eyes on me (which in reality they weren't...) while the 'members' went through their ceremony of 'joining'. 
When services were over, I couldn't get out of there fast enough.  And I never went back.  And that level of embarassment has never been trumped in the 30ish years since. 

and finally - 3. Pass this award along!  Happily so!!
Keelie is ROCKING the life changes and the weight loss is following!!
Laura doesn't just have a cool name, but I always look forward to her posts!
266 who's introspection and discoveries floor me - and 120 pounds gone, she is living life to the fullest and continues to take chances and make changes for the better!
Skinny Me is another blog I get excited when there's new posts - always something inspiring there!!

Ok - I could keep going...really I could!!

Thanks to everyone who, whether you know it or not, inspire me to keep on trying, even when I fall down. 

TTFN,
LauraLynne

Comments

Elina said…
Just found your blog. I see that you lost nearly 40 lbs since the beginning of the year. Congrats!!
266 said…
Thank you for the award!!! I love these badges - I 'wear' them with pride!

I really enjoyed your story, although I'm sorry you had to go through that...
Julie said…
Congrats on your award! Great story!

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